Charlie scrutinized me, his hand gently pressing against my chest."It seems to be too tight here. Let me press it down for you," he said in a whisper, tracing my sensitive pads with his fingers. I gasped quietly as my body trembled involuntarily."C-Charlie… Be gentle, it t-tickles," I rasped, pleading softly at him, but he didn't seem to hear me. Instead, he began kneading my chest more forcefully, and I had no choice but to surrender to him, letting him do as he pleased while I enjoyed the stimulating pleasure."Oh, does it tickle, Vicky, my baby? Then, let me make it more comfortable for you…"Charlie's voice was deep and seductive as his hand slid down from my chest to the hem of my dress, slipping underneath.The dress was already very short on me and could barely cover my thighs. Moreover, the signs from me pleasuring myself earlier were still clearly visible, showing up blatantly as wet patches on my skin.I gripped the bedsheets anxiously, afraid that he would notice the
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